Burn You Not All Of My Blood. Poem by Kyle Shield Laster

Burn You Not All Of My Blood.



Flame is all about your form.
Get thee hence from me.
Touch you not a cell of mine.
My love you'll never see.

Burn you not all of my blood.
This heart has hearts to do.
Your vapor gets the best of me;
Burn toes and fingers too.

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Kyle Shield Laster

Kyle Shield Laster

Clarksdale, Mississippi
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